He walked up to the front desk. The woman behind it smiled up at him. "May I help you?" She asked warmly.
"Yes. I'm here to visit someone." He responded.
"Someone by the name of Lexi Izar."
She waited and waited, and eventually grew tired enough to sleep. She found herself being waken up by someone shaking her shoulder. Hesitantly, she opened her eyes. Dr. Fray was standing over her.
"Lexi." He whispered. "Please tell me you're awake and comprehending what I'm saying to you."
She nodded. "Yeah, I am. What is it?"
He looked around, and she sensed something rare about him. Something was wrong. "Get up." He ordered.
"Just get up. Someone's here to see you, and believe me, they're not here for a friendly visit." He answered.
"What do you mean?" She asked, sliding off the bed.
He lended her an outstretched hand. "Just come with me. You'll be safe, I promise."
Without thinking, she reached out and placed her hand in his. He began leading her rapidly throughout the halls of the hospital. "Wait, where are we going?" She wondered as he led her outside into the cool night.
"My house, you'll be-" He stopped, and fell forward.
"Doctor Fray? Doc? Doc?!" She said, falling to her knees beside him.
Then he was behind her, locking her arms behind her back in an unbreakable grasp. His other hand covered her mouth. She screamed and yelled against it, but it did nothing. He dragged her away, leaving the doctor behind in the parking lot.